It does not matter which way you phrase it, as both are used in the medical community. If you desire to learn more about the medical reasons for this condition, click here, as this post will not be one in which the condition sounds distant and easily solvable because I have foot drop.
I’ve spent time thinking about foot drop lately, although I’m not quite sure I can explain fully why. Perhaps it is due to the spring weather that is causing me to want to be outdoors, or perhaps it is due to the fact that last spring I was thinking about foot drop too. I am a believer in such energy connections existing in the world. No matter the reason, it has been on my mind, and the following are some descriptions as to what my experience is like:First, my left foot is freezing most of the time, however, this does not mean that it has no pulse. In fact, it is quite the opposite. The blood is moving around great! 🙂 Unfortunately, while my brain is doing a good job working with the rest of my body to maintain a regular temperature, my left foot has gone rogue…and from time to time is so painful that I think it is trying to secede from the union of my body. When it is not freezing, it is sometimes a lovely burning feeling, that can be so painful that I have to remove my shoe or brace right away to cool it down. In between these two temperatures are phases of it feeling as though it is one giant bruise, as if I’m getting a blister, or it has no feeling at all. I prefer the last option, if I have to choose.
Second, I can’t feel much of my leg from the left knee down…I only know that it feels heavier than my right leg. I can also feel pressure, and the tips of my toes have gained a great suction ability of some sort to hold my leg in place if necessary (usually at night when I’m walking on our wood floor with socks on). One might think this is a neat super power, but I assure you it is not and often leads to feeling the kind of pain that could be relieved if I could spread my toes, but I cannot…so that stinks.Third, spastic is not just a term I used in the early 1990s when I was a teenager and was trying to describe how someone was acting. (I know, I was cool. 🙂 ) It is a term that describes my leg when it is refusing to do what I want it to do. In these moments, it pouts by going rigid with my foot wanting to roll inward even with a shoe on my foot. If I am standing, which is usually the case (because I’m often turning too quickly, I’m tired, or I’m walking down an incline without thinking about it) when this happens, you can imagine how challenging it is, and I have to stop walking. The only way I’ve found to resolve this issue is to consciously tell my leg to calm down (I use a stern tone, and give it a good side-eyed glare). If that doesn’t work, I bend over to apply pressure to my ankle area. The upside is that there is no feeling other than stiffness when this happens…it just doesn’t look “pretty”.
Fourth, when I wake up in the morning, it often feels as though my left leg is hatching from an egg. As if I’ve been curled up all night with my leg tucked in tightly (which, I assure you, has not occurred) and moving it is a new experience that is both refreshing, and irritating at the same time. Another way to describe it is that it feels twisted, as though it is the leg of a table, and needs one more turn around before it evens out the table top.Fifth, I consciously think about walking with almost every step that I take, as well as the weight distribution of my entire body. Yes, I am grateful that I am able to walk, and I know that I’ve improved a lot..however, in my mind, I look as though I’m impersonating a toddler learning how to walk, and get tired from having to think about lifting my leg, shifting my weight around, as well as assessing where each chair, table, and other people are walking, so that I can stay clear and/or have something safe to hold onto if necessary. (This is where the cane comes into play, as most folks stay clear of it.)